I like to go out and have fun, but for the most part I prefer to stay at home do at home projects.
I like to go out and have fun, but for the most part I prefer to stay at home do at home projects.
I love all of the old stuff.
This ##*#&$*~~!|#, they are trying to pass as music today, does not a darn thing for me.
You get the picture.
I drink it everyday! I love it. If I miss my daily cup of green tea, I get very grumpy, I can’t concentrate, and I’m just NOT my normal beautiful sweet as pie self.
It’s the heart pumping the blood into their veins. Once the heart stops, they die.
This was a very fun goal, but I have to let it go. There are more important things in life.
No relaxers up in hereNo chemicals gone touch this mane
It’s kinkyI’m kinky
It’s moodybut that’s ok becauseI’m moody
It has a mind of its ownno problem becauseI have a mind of MY own
It’s flexible and coilyI love that becauseI’m flexible and coily
It has lots of curvesMan those curves, seeI have my own curves
Sometimes it stands up, sometimes it lays downThat is so cool becauseSometimes I stand up, sometimes I lie down
I love my hair
I am my hair
My hair is me
by Leela James
This song right here is to
dat, dat, dat person
I wont even mention his name
he said I wouldnt do nothin without him
Who are you to tell me that I cant go on without you
Why you tellin me I’m never gonna survive
But once upon a time yes I believed that lie (Oh lawd)
But sorry no way no how you can’t control my mind
‘Cause if I thought you were the end all in my be all
I would’ve never left you alone and I wouldn’t be on my own and I never never woulda grown
no no no aint no way you gone take away
My joy, my peace, my strength
no no no ain’t no way you gone take away
My joy, my peace, my strength
Thank you for the times of all the pain you gave me
The hate you showed to me taught me how to love myself
It’s funny how you tried to break down my pride and my spirit
It doesn’t even matter now ‘cause I done moved on with my life
Cause if I thought you were the end all in my be all
I would’ve never left you alone and I wouldn’t be on my own and I never never woulda wrote this song
no no aint no way you gone take away
My joy, my peace, my strength
no no no ain’t no way you gone take away
My joy, my peace, my strength
No, aint no way
Vamp:
Cause If I thought you were the end all in my be all
I woulda never left you alone
and I wouldnt be on my own
naw I never woulda found faith
and I never would have loved again
If I thought you were my…. end all in my…. be all
I never would have found faith
(never found faith)
I never would have loved again
(never woulda loved again)
and I never would have wrote this song
no
talk about it
talk aboutit
you cant take away my joy, my joy, my joy
I’m Tellin you
you cant take away my joy
joy moy joy
joy joy joy
cant take away my joy
my my my my joy joy
Oooo Baby….
I like that now…..
Mmmmm….ummmm….mmm
Now THAT I like…..
Guuuuuuuurl………You packing some nice stuff….
So….you like what you see?
Oh?
You like me?!?
Brotha, you don’t even KNOW me.
You may like this packaging, but you don’t know what’s inside.
Once you figure out how to open it, you may just want to walk away before you even see the goods inside.
You see, this package you like is very special and delicate.
You can’t just tear it open like some birthday boy on his birthday.
Opening this package requires patience, knowledge, cleverness, tenderness, wisdom, love, the Holy Spirit, and
……A…..MAP!
If you are fortunate enough to open it, can you handle what’s inside?
Will you even know what to do with what’s inside?
Will you recognize that which is in the package?
Probably NOT!
See, lots of men see this package and say they like it. But they don’t even try to figure it out properly in order to get a chance to open it. They try to go straight for the so called goods, not realizing that there’s more to the package than the pretty wrapping. Maybe they just don’t care that there’s more to the package than the pretty wrapping. Either way, they end up disrespecting the ENTIRETotal Package and miss out on a wonderful gift.
You see, I am a Total Package Woman. You can’t just go tearing at the wrapping for the goods because there is way more to me than you see.
You cannot fathom what this package really is.
So, the next time your lustful eye covets the outside packaging, think again.
You say you like it.
But the reality is you don’t even know this package or what it contains.
I could be a real bitch
or
I could be a real witch
You really don’t know because all you see is the wrapping
I could be your worst nightmare
or
I could be your dream come true
How would you know if all you’re concerned with is the wrapping?
I could be your best friend
or
I could be your worst enemy
Unless you approach the package with care, you’ll NEVA know.
You see, I am the Total Package Woman.
Proceed with caution…..
There was a time when I subscribed to DELL Logic Problems. I used to do 2-3 a day. Now I’m lucky if I can do one a day.
From the moment I was introduced to my very first logic problem, I was hooked.
My brain is creative and analytical and I can do many things.
I love solving logic problems.
I think I’m doing pretty well here. I don’t initiate contact, and there are times I avoid his calls. Sometimes I do talk to him. But I think I can live without him in my life and feel much pain.
I’ve come to terms with the fact that HE IS NOT THE ONE! He’s made it very clear that I am NOT the one for him as well. Yes, we still talk occassionally, but I’m keeping my distance.
Is there anybody else out there brave enough to give a small amount.
If 10 people gave $10, that’s $100. She needs $2,500.
Who’s up for the challenge to help The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society? I’m challenging 43 people to give a minimum of $10. That’s $430.
People tell me that all the time. Some of my friends say I’m too nice. I need to put some vinegar or salt in my pie because they are right.
There are days, however, when I am tempted to put some vinegar in the pie. Sometimes just for fun. Other times because some sob deserves it.
in America? What is the official language of the United States of America?